Hey Froomies!

After six months of living with you guys, I have become aware of a few things that seem to be the norm around our home:

1. The living room is a space that is dedicated to finishing homework in the floor, eating meals due to the lack of a kitchen table, and for spending hours lounging on the couch watching That 70's Show, or some sort of nature documentary.

2. It is probably your best bet to leave your keys in an accessible spot because your car is going to need to move when someone needs to get out of the driveway.

3. The biggest pet-peeve of everyone in the house is when you leave dirty dishes in the sink. That being said, clean your dishes.

4. Snuggling is always encouraged.

5. As are dance parties.

and finally,

6. Ridiculous amounts of love and encouragement graciously seep from every creaky stair and back-wall that is undoubtedly crumbling with old age.

Living with you all has been one of my biggest blessings. Actually, for a long time I lived in complete oblivion which kept me from fully recognizing and appreciating that blessing. It wasn't until I came home one night after a long day at the library to all of you sharing stories and belly laughs in the living room that I started to become aware of the ways that you give me life. You challenge me while simultaneously reminding me that failure does not dictate who I am. You stress the importance of displaying my true self to others, and you do that by beautifully supporting my deepest passions and ambitions. You reassure my most fantastic ideas and you walk through them with me. You allow me to live out the inmost characteristics of my genuine being, and you admonish the notion to entirely furnish my life with dancing in the kitchen, rereading my favorite books, and to feel pride for who I am.

In the depths of my darkest seasons you guys were there to supply laughter, chocolate chip cookies, and the notice that nothing I do I do alone. I do not know how I could ever go about repaying each of you for the endless stream of aid you have so cheerfully given to me, but I do know that because of it, I am better.

I find myself to be in a continuous awe of who you all are, and who you encourage others to be. I do not think you guys realize how acutely your friendship impacts the soul of another, but I will never not be grateful for it.

Woah, this article initially began as a fun little list, and then suddenly took a nose-dive straight into a letter of overwhelming emotion, and for that I am very sorry.

I love you,

Your Roommate